Date: Tue, 18 Apr 2006 17:01:51 -0700
From: aberration@hush.com
Subject: Conscious and Cognizant - Young Friends
Conscious and Cognizant
By: Aberration
Story Codes: (tt, voy, oral, anal, mast)
Disclaimer:
This story contains material of a sexual nature and describes sexual acts
between two young teenage boys. If you find this kind of material
offensive, if you are not of legal age to read such material or if it is
illegal in your country, please do not read any further. My stories may
contain some factual or autobiographical elements, but they are works of
fiction, figments of imagination and any apparent similarity of characters
to real people, or circumstances to real events, is purely coincidental.
Expression should never be considered intent and I do not condone nor
endorse any of the activities included in these representations.
Comments are welcome at aberration@hush.com
I was fully conscious that I was going to seduce him and he was cognizant
that I was after something, but not that it was sexual.
My name is Evan and I was fifteen and had just finished my sophomore year
of high school and he was Trevor, had just turned thirteen and would be
entering seventh grade in the fall. I'd lived my entire life in that small
town and he'd just moved there.
I made sure to corner his `best friend' status as soon as I saw him pull up
at the house that had been `For Sale' forever. My mother suspected
something was up, because I was the one to suggest that we go meet our new
neighbors.
He was stunning to me, long hair that had probably been very blonde at one
time, now it had blonde shadows, mostly a light brown, that gave him a
`page boy' look with his handsome but slightly effeminate facial
features. He was every bit a boy though, scabbed knees and all, making him
just that much more attractive to me, making me conscious that first time
in my life, I would be the one seducing, whether I succeeded or failed.
He was quiet but not shy, impressed that a guy like me, though I truly
looked more his age then mine, in high school would come over, welcome and
invite him to ride bikes tomorrow. His mom, a really nice lady, confessed
to me later that he worked like a horse so all his part of the move was
done and would be allowed to go.
We spent the entire morning peddling around the middle of arm pit USA so I
could show him where everything was, candy store, theater, stuff like that,
and then ended back at my house at the requested time, having lunch with
our moms. Naturally we wolfed ours down so we could escape to my room and I
got the first inkling that my advance might not be rebuffed with his
comment of, "Cool room, I don't have pictures of girls in mine either."
We were both baseball fans and he wanted to get his collection of cards, so
after gaining permission we ran over and he showed me his room, still not
all the way done, he had to roll out his Donny Osmond poster to show me and
he was surprised when I didn't tease him about it and even agreed that I
liked him too. Secretly from everyone else of course, but I had thought of
him more then once while taking care of business.
The one high school in town had an indoor pool and from 2 pm to 4 pm was
free swim time and when I suggested it he grinned and decided he'd change
into his suit so maybe his mom would say yes easier, which was much better
then I expected. Moments later he was peeling down his cut-off jeans,
stepping out of them and reaching for waistband of a too small pair of
white cotton underpants to yank them down and reveal the little outline I'd
been gawking over.
He only stayed naked for a few seconds, quickly tugging up his short, trunk
swim suit, but from the short advance screening I got things looked
extremely positive. He hadn't started puberty yet, but his balls were
droopy, but the real attention was on his perfect, pink tube of
circumcised, we all were back then, boy dick that waggled and wiggled as he
slipped the garment up his smooth, lightly fuzzed, nearly hairless legs. It
wasn't long, maybe two and half inches, swinging there, but it was a plump
one, just beginning to take on some substantial weight and I was looking at
the hope of better then four inches when stiff.
"Com'on," he urged, seemingly blind to my attentive witnessing of his
charms. "Let's go ask and get over there, it's almost two, now."
We barged into the kitchen, got admonished for our breach of etiquette,
gained the proper release and tore off to my bedroom. Now I wasn't slow,
but I put on a little more of a show and he didn't stare but he did check
me out as I tried to fumble around after stripping down, pawing
myself. Then turning directly to face him as I pulled up my lose pair of
Hawaiian print trunks, purposely gave him an extended viweing of my own
equipment, the only real difference between us, my small triangle of pubic
hair and larger testicles. Well, that and the fact the by the time I tucked
little Evan away he wasn't so little anymore.
I saw him stare for a second, and then he averted his eyes while turning a
nice shade of pink throughout his delicate face. We tore out of there and
peddled our asses off, most side by side, but once I slipped back a little
and watched his cute little butt flex and move as his strong legs worked up
and down.
There were only about a dozen people at the pool, mostly younger kids, so
we could get away with a little more splashing and rough housing then
normal. With each minute of our time I got more and more confident, for
every playful grab and squeeze I gave, he returned. It wasn't long before
we took a break and both crouched at the side of the pool, attempting to
hide the excitement both of us understood existed inside our swim trunks.
"You're boned too, huh?" he grinned at me.
"To the max," I smiled back, "You jack yours?"
"Not here!" he said astonished.
"No, no" I laughed, "like in bed before you go to sleep."
"Or in the shower," he giggled.
"Cool," I said, then scooted close, "I've got some Hustler's; wanna go back
to my place and check `em out?"
"Sure!" he excitedly agreed.
My heart wasn't racing from the double quick time we made getting out of
there and back to my house, it was from the thought of how close I was to
my goal and I'd only known him for less then two days.
"Hi, mom," I said, unable to keep the grin off my face, "Trevor and I are
gonna playa game of monopoly in my room."
"Ok, dear," she smiled back, and again it felt like she knew I was up to
something. "Trevor, honey, you're mom wants you home by six for dinner."
"Ok, thanks Mrs. Weber," he said as I pulled him toward my room, hissing
"Trevor honey," in his ear, causing him to giggle insanely and my mother to
just shake her head.
"Ok, dear!" he whispered back and laughing we ran to my room and locked
ourselves in.
"Sit on the bed," I told him as I dug into my closet and resurrected my
four dogged eared and well read prized possessions.
"How'd you get `em" he asked as I plopped down beside him, handing him the
one copy that actually showed some dick in it.
"An old friend gave them to me when he moved." I lied slightly, the `old
friend' was actually Mr. Burns and he'd used them to seduce me when he was
my teacher in seventh grade. I still visited him occasional, but I was far
too old for him now and I'd also decided I liked younger guys, so we never
messed around any more.
"Holy Cow!" he exclaimed, giggling when I shushed him, mothers have BIG
ears!
"Sorry," he snickered, then pointed out a full frontal beaver shot and
whispered, "That's SOOO ugly!"
"Yeah, I know," letting it just kinda hang there, the stomach queasiness
warning me to wait.
"Evan," he said quietly, laying the magazine down and waiting for me to
look at him. "Have you ever, like, well, you know, messed around?"
"Not with a girl," I answered smugly and just nearly exploded when he just
grinned.
"Cool," he said and went back to reading, yeah right, gawking. "Boys?" he
said not looking at me this time.
"Yeah," I said flatly, deciding it was time to go for broke, "And one man."
"NO SHIT!" he exclaimed, again getting shushed by me. "Far out, what was it
like?"
"It was okay," I shrugged, not entirely ready to let on that up that point
it had been the greatest sex I'd ever had, which wasn't a whole lot, but I
hadn't been idle ether. "Have you?"
"Just kid stuff, you know, show me yours, my best friend back where I used
to live, we did underneath the covers when we slept over at each other's,
but only to ourselves."
"Then I think it's about time," I said and pushed the magazines aside and
urged him down on his back and stroked his face with my fingers and then
kissed him gently, reaching down and squeezing his super hard dick at the
same time.
I rose and quickly removed his sneakers and socks and he pulled off the
muscle shirt that made him look so cute, but even better without, but as I
reached for his cut-off's, he stopped me.
"What about your mom?" he breathed heavily.
"She never bothers me when I have company unless she knocks and the door's
locked."
He just grinned, lay back and lifted his buns up from the bed, so I grinned
back and said, as I unbuckled his jean shorts, "I've wanted to do this from
the first second I saw you." I tugged them and his white underpants down
and his cock sprang up and slapped his belly.
I just studied it in awe, he was bigger then I was and without any pubes,
looked even bigger then his thick, almost five inches of pure d hard boy
cock that was quivering, his hairless balls churning.
"Like it?" he giggled, lifting his head to look at me.
"Yeah, a lot, and I bet your going to LOVE this!" I grinned as I leaned and
kissed the pouting, dry opening of his cocks lips, then slide mine right to
the base and pretended to gargle, the blood engorged crown stuck at the
beginning of my throat.
"SSSSSSSSSSSSsssssssss!" he arched and grabbed the spread in his fists, his
long hair whipping about his face as he thrashed his head to and fro.
I bobbed a little slow and he exhaled as I went down, then as I worked back
up his beautiful, thirteen year old cock, it trembled and he sucked in a
huge breath. Knowing he was going to cum, I pursed my lips around the
purple helmet and reached quickly to jack the bottom half, my other set
slipping below his nuts rubbing his hard spot.
"UGH, UGH, UGH" he squeaked softly, his dick pulsing with each little
outburst, dry cumming with my lips and fingers massaging him as he kept
pulsing and shaking, until at least fifteen seconds later he gasped and
collapsed back to my bed and squirmed his hips to pop his angry red, still
pulsing boyhood from my voracious mouth.
I couldn't stop myself and reached down, still wearing my half damp suit
and pumped myself three or four times, spurting my load into the nylon
webbing of the dick pouch as I gazed upon my new little lover with lust
filled eyes, his shut, still breathing erratically, but basking in his
after glow.
We were ham and eggs, Hap-Pea and Pea-Wee for my remaining two years of
high school and while there were some stupid people that made rude comments
or harassed us once in awhile, we both had garnered enough popularity that
most of our peers overlooked what they guessed happened behind closed
doors.
All in all in was a tremendous success, for a first attempt.
Wink!